word.
times are good. i'm so happy katherine is back. we had a water fight at work. i have a lot to say nut steve spilt beer in the keys and they stick and say like "oooooofffffffjjjjjjj" and i have to delete all the keys. i got a raise, i now make $7. wooo. :). ?. tonight i slide down forrest's stairs in 1. a blanket 2. a chair 3. a laundry basket. i rock. probably not. i went like 4000 mph! in the laundry basket and at the 3/4 mark i flew out, catching myself with my toe. it throbbed until i cut it off. not really, i wish. not at all. i wasn't tired enough to come home but a tiny girl cannot be out all night. what am i to do now besides talk to a computer and eat quakes and imagine someone reading this-- not caring. negative nancy? i wonder if you forgot about me. not that i care (i do) but i hope not. oh no i'm thinking about the last thing you said. i hate it. i hate situations and changing. i want to be kat's roommate in her new apartment. i'm jealous. this is too hard. peace?